Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is silver and curly. He is baby faced.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Therai's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Therai was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. After a long history of fighting, Therai and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Greedy. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. He carries a battered sword and tarnished warhammer as well. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Grom is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Grom grew up listening to his father's many stories. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Grom fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears blue trousers with violet and yellow striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His blue crest is thinning but still full. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born to a Carter, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature warhammer.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Poor, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Riardon was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Riardon grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Riardon. Being a Healer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2300 gp. Bloodstone (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.